• On New Year's Day,
    I've come to stay
    Beside your side.
    Let nothing hide
    My smiling face,
    Nothing erase
    These memories
    Of things we see,
    Things we believe,
    Things we achieve,
    Though they were brief
    And filled with grief.
    And as I sit,
    Freezing a bit,
    Beside your grave,
    Little less brave
    I seem to be;
    As tears pry free,
    My vision blurs,
    Nothing has cured
    My old habits.
    I'm cold a bit,
    But I will stay
    Till the end of day.